In this multiverse, I’m still sipping the apricot juice in the verandah of Nimmu House in Ladakh. It is surrounded by the Ladakh range and one can see the Karakorams at a far distance. The poplar trees dance and so do the walnut trees. It is a memory that brings me joy and comfort in the lockdown where I know I have to stay home. Here’s hoping, you’ll travel in your mind too, listening to this memory of mine.